On the branches of the great Ash tree,
He hangs upside down
Over the pond of reflection.
“I sacrifice my eye to me,
Allow me to see those that I can change
And those that I cannot;
The deepest corners of the heart
And the universe it flows in-
Grant me Wisdom beyond Sight.”
And he hangs for 9 days and 9 nights-
Not dead for death has not been born.
(There is no death without time and no time when the world is stagnant)
Waters swirl up and engulf him / he slowly dips his head in.
The sacrifice has been received.
A God is born (not created, not made)
The branches of Yggdrasil sing.
Movement, vibrations,
The stars and the moon start to spin,
Welcoming inspiration.
Oct 12, 2020
Oct 12, 2020 at 1:15 PM UTC
On the branches of the great Ash tree,
He hangs upside down
Over the pond of reflection.
“I sacrifice my eye to me,
Allow me to see those that I can change
And those that I cannot;
The deepest corners of the heart
And the universe it flows in-
Grant me Wisdom beyond Sight.”
And he hangs for 9 days and 9 nights-
Not dead for death has not been born.
(There is no death without time and no time when the world is stagnant)
Waters swirl up and engulf him / he slowly dips his head in.
The sacrifice has been received.
A God is born (not created, not made)
The branches of Yggdrasil sing.
Movement, vibrations,
The stars and the moon start to spin,
Welcoming inspiration.